"I’ve been thinking-”

Vanitas scoffed. His slick routine of flippancy came easy to him. “Oh, this again?”

“-and I’ve come to the conclusion that you need a hug. Desperately.”

In which an unfathomably touch-starved Vanitas lets himself be held through the night.

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Kofi 🎀

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00:00 - Intro

00:27 - Number 1

5:52 - Number 2

10:07 - Number 3

14:17 - Outro